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HELLO DEAD BLOG!! LIVE!!!
I bring you my latest attempts at trying to get a handle on drawing the Beej Still not 100% there yet but it's getting there!! I'm trying to slowly morph him closer and closer to looking like Alex Brightman
MORE TO COME I PROMISE BUT HAVE THIS FOR NOW
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cherrycudy · 2 years
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"Don't look at me with those eyes..."
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feat - scaramouche, cyno, alhaitham
NSFW - fem!reader, their wild fantasies about you, established relationship, voyeurism, dubcon, degradation, aphrodisiac use, name calling, somniphillia, size kink
Note - poorly edited, prolly lots of grammar mistakes, characters may be out of character, sorry in advance if this sucks, a part 1 of this smut headcanons series, MDNI
Part 2
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Scaramouche
He has been through a lot, everyone can tell, but especially you. Scaramouche has a way with words in the bedroom, often calling you disgusting and degratory names, it's what makes him feel dominant, the stronger one.
Enjoys watching you squirm under him, squeezing around his cock when he's inside of you.
Loves calling you his little whore while he teases his tip around you clit, rubbing slow painful circles around the sensitive bud, and if you want more, show him. He'll make you beg for more
He's not shy to praise you for being a good girl, as long as you beg and plead with that irresistible face of yours, he'll deliver, after all, dogs that follow orders, must be praised
There is something Scara won't tell you that he's weak to : bondage. Something about seeing you in those tight red ropes turns him on, give him those eyes and he'll be ready to punish you for it. Will drive himself insane just thinking about it
The thought of him wrapping his hands around your neck while endlessly pounding into you, he could already feel his pants tighten
Sinful skin slapping can be heard echoing throughout the enclosed space. Scara had taken you there and then on the sofa of your shared home. He couldn't help it, you looked so pretty tonight and you gave him those daring and bold eyes with endless teasing, he thought you'd be stupid if you think he'll let you go without punishment.
A long, veiny hand wrapped around your neck, as he began to slow down his pace, seeing as tears began falling from your eyes.
"What's wrong pretty girl?"
He asks, knowing exactly what he was doing to you. Your high was near, you were so close, just why'd he had to stop now? Muffled noises can only be heard as you try to respond, but only with the hand around your neck slowly closing tighter.
"C'mon now, use your words..." He cooed into your ear, and in a desperate attempt to reach your high again, you muffle the magic word.
"p-please.."
"Hm? What was that? I can't hear you~"
"please, please, more..."
"please what doll? What do you want me to do?"
"please...fuck me..."
"now that's what I like to hear~"
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Cyno
Cyno loves to experiment with things. Sometimes a bit too much. After all the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat, however, this cat, has nine lives
He is willing to try everything and anything with you. From bondage, BDSM, foreplay, toys you name it. He's rather open and blunt with it too
Such a little bitch too, loves to hear you whine in pleasure as he stuffs his fat cock into your mouth, watching you clearly struggle to take him in and putting on this shit eating grin with a smart remark like "what's wrong dove? Am I too big for you?" As you gag and you choke on him, and he thinks he's funny
Loves LOVES hair pulling, both ways. Either he pulls on your hair while he takes you from behind/you blowing him off or you grip onto his hair while he presses himself deep inside you
Loves marking and leaving hickeys to show that your his property. Absolutely hates the idea of sharing, but, if he had the opportunity, he would fuck you in a crowd to show off how pretty you are. Smug bastard.
Another dirty little secret is that he's into somniphillia. Something about the thought of pleasing you while your asleep makes him hard on the spot, it won't take him long to find you when he needs you
You try, you try to muffle your moans and steady your heavy breathing as Cyno wastes no time eating your pussy. You were just peacefully taking a nap as you needed a rest from your long day. That was the plan, until your boyfriend shows up earlier than usual.
"you've had a long day sweetheart, let me help you stretch out..." He muffles I'm a deep raspy voice while he's deep in between your legs, focusing more on your pleasure than his, although, the painfully hardened cock wants him to do more than just that.
With a fistful of his hair, your moans slowly but surely get louder and louder as you reach your high. He adds a bit more spice by rubbing your painful bud with fast reoccuring circles, making you cum in his mouth which he slurps up delightfully.
"I hope you know that we're not anywhere near finished yet, love..."
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Alhaitham
Dont be fooled by his appearance and personality, in fact, he may be the most risky when it comes to sex
Enjoys pushing your head into the mattress when he rails you into the bed. He explains that the mattress muffles and softens any noise you make while someone else is nearby. Half of what he says is true, but the other half is really him just wanting to feel your head under his hands
A huge fan of voyeurism, nothing gets his adrenaline pumping and excitement this fast than this. Especially since Kaveh is his roommate, he always shushs you to be quiet while he's obliterating you from behind as if the shaking of the bed wasn't loud enough already (may actually break the bed)
The thought of him painting you in his cum turns him on faster than anything. It's a beautiful sight to see in his eyes, watching your tired figure covered in his seed. He also loves watching the cum drip out of you and pushing it back in.
He undergoes a lot of stress in his life, so he usually takes it out in the bedroom, endlessly pounding into your small figure under him. He loves putting you into the full Nelson poisition, where you're holseterd up in his strong arms making you whimper and begging for more.
As long as you ask, he will always deliver
The sweet moans and grunts shared by the both of you are forced to be muffled down. You're both in Alhaitham's bedroom, unbeknownst to Kaveh, your in the room too.
"Stay quiet, my love, you don't want to disturb Kaveh now would you?" He says in a calm voice. But rather than a question, it felt more like a command. He holsters one of your arms upwards, while his strong arm pushes your small head into the mattress, muffling the audible moans from Kaveh's ears.
He shifted the two of yous position a bit, feeling his tip reach your cevrix. Tears ran down your face as his painfully huge cock was stuffed inside you in a new angle. You were closer than you were before, you can tell he was too.
"Al! Please! Faster!" You pleaded, and your wish was granted. He responded with the loud slaps of skin and a faster pounding that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. You let out a loud moan, audible enough for Kaveh to hear, but the both of you didn't care now, you wanted to reach your high.
And with that, he gave you a few final blows before he released his semen inside you, slowly pulling himself out, as he watches his seed pour out of you. He slips two digits into you, watching the cum gush out even more as he fingers it back inside you, the sight turning him on once more.
"Another round, babe? I'm sure Kaveh wouldn't mind~"
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sweetiecutie · 6 months
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HI OMG I LOVE UR WRITING!! Can i have something with Alejandro and a LOTTT nipple/ breast play??? please quench my thirst
Pairing: Alejandro Vargas x fem! Reader
Warnings: mdni, breast play, tiddy sucking, titjob
A/n : god I LOVE tits and I love writing about tits. Show me your tits if you like tits too 😤
Whenever you asked your husband what he loved the most about your body he’d always offer you one of the softest smiles, strong arms enclosing around your way smaller frame in tight embrace. Alejandro then would pressed his lips against your temple, leaving a chaste peck right on your hairline, before murmuring softly:
- Your eyes, cariño.
Bullshit.
Your tits. Your tits have always been the centre of Alejandro’s attention, his eyes gluing to your chest even when it’s enclosed in and hidden by numerous layers of clothing. The sight of your erected nipples never fails to spawn in his mind during nearly every meeting he has with his soldiers on the base, his mind playing a bad joke on Alejandro, recalling how majestically they feel filling his mouth.
It’s easier to name all the times when Alejandro’s hands are not on your tits, calloused fingers squeezing soft pudge of them gently, rough pads of his index fingers barely hovering over your hardened buds in light circles, sending shocks of mild pleasure surging down your body, seeping into cotton of your panties.
Sucking on your tits is literally Alejandro’s favourite hobby. He’s ready to spend the rest of his life with his head tucked under your his shirt, mouth full of your breasts, suckling and nibbling softly, all warm and cozy cuddled up against you. His short stubble prickling soft skin of your upper body, causing you to whine and complain endlessly a few hours afterwards; Alejandro would just coo a soft apology (which is not earnest btw), this only giving him another reason to claw at your chest some more under the guise of applying soothing creme to aching areas.
And the moment you suggested t to give him a titjob? Alejandro is dead already, soul in heaven and dick standing as tall and proud as it could’ve possibly been, leaking precum down thick throbbing shaft. Gurl, he’s nutting the moment he feels the fat of your tits enclosing around his pulsating dick, the only part visible is his brown tip being smothered with absolute softness of your body. That’s probably the first times you’ve ever heard him whine, not groan and hiss like usual, whine like a bitch in heat, so pathetic and greedy for pleasure.
Overall Alejandro is a cheeky bastard, not ashamed of grabbing a handful of your tiddies even in front of friends and family, his bold and playful behaviour just making others chuckle lightheadedly. But even despite his obnoxious obsession with your girls it’s your personality that Vargas loves the most, and only then - your tits<3
Likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, feedback is very important for writers! Requests are open, send me stuff🩷
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stoned-eren · 6 months
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can i request eren acting a little crazy? like telling you he loves you so much he won't *ever* let you leave him in a serious tone but you think he's just messing around, being cute (totally unaware of how crazy he can be)
your work is really nice btw, i reallllly like how you write eren <3
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a/n: hi hi! thank you so much for your patience, i absolutely loved writing this <3 anything with obsessive/unhinged eren has me at my mercy... and thank you for your kind words aaa im so happy you enjoy my writing! seriously, it means alot! content: pre-established relationship, yandere themes? (more like obsessive), fluff, one teeny tiny mention of death word count: 1.1k - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
intense, possessive, enthralling.
that’s the best way to describe eren’s love. he loves fully, he loves completely. he loves until there’s nothing left in his essence, until his bones are withered away, his eyes are dull and tired, and his heart no longer beats.
and he loves you. undeniably so.
eren makes it known to you, every second you two are together. whether that’s a small squeeze of your shoulders, or pressing his lips against your forehead, little acts of affection are thrown your way, very often.
and although he’s undoubtedly sweet with you, he’s colder to others. a bit more hostile. with a piercing toxicity in his voice, and a deeply seeded fire in his gaze, eren does whatever he can to ward off any “threats”.
but in eren’s eyes, everyone’s a threat. no one can be trusted. you’re just too sweet. too sweet for eren to let you out of his sight. too sweet for eren to ever let you go.
you’re such a good person to him. he cherishes that endlessly.
you’re so good. in eren’s eyes, your affection and care for him was something that had to be protected. at any cost.
anyone who dared to disrupt that, even slightly, would pay dearly.
after a particularly nasty week, eren felt himself getting irritable. anxious, even. a few men actually had the nerve to approach you. there was even one bastard that tried to ask you out on a date. all week, there were people staring at you, people talking to you, people flirting with you. in fact, the one filthy rat who asked you out even decided to touch you. just a simple hand on your shoulder, but it was enough.
it was enough to send eren into a state of fuming panic. endlessly, he replayed the scenarios from this week in his mind. whenever he thought back on it, punching the guy who touched you didn’t seem like enough of a punishment.
…what exactly were you doing to him? can’t you see how much he loves you, cares about you, wants to protect you?
was this your intentions? to leave eren scared, threatened, and so violently angry?
the feeling of uncertainty weighed on him, it ate away at him. you needed to be his. undoubtedly. forever.
as the two of you spent time at eren’s place, both of you attempting to relax in his room, he felt his restlessness and anxiety skyrocket.
you sit at the small desk in eren’s room while you halfheartedly tear apart an outrageously expensive piece of bread. eren is sitting a little way away from you, resting himself on the edge of his bed.
“-you know, i’ll never understand why that lady sells her bread for so much more than everybody else,” you say. “it’s not even that good.”
“mmh,” eren simply grunts out, his mind evidently not focused on the casual conversation at hand.
“…you feeling alright, ren?” you hum at him, looking at him from the corner of your eye. “is my bread talk boring you?”
“it’s not that,” eren responds. “i just…”
he goes silent for a moment.
the utterly obsessive feelings eren had, combined with the events from this week, made him slip. just a little.
“…i’m never going to let you go. ever. you’re mine…“ eren trails off. “you’ll always be mine. i know we’re meant to be together.”
“…oh? is that so?” you smile at him, a little giggle falling from your lips. “where is this coming from, hm?”
“i just don’t want to lose you,” eren says, his eyes locked onto you. “you matter to me, more than anything.”
you give him a cute smile, tilting your body so that you’re facing eren.
“aw, that’s sweet of you…” you say, evidently delighted by his words. “you’re important to me too eren.”
“i hope so,” eren murmurs. “…fuck. i’d do anything for you.”
“anything, huh?” you chirp up.
“anything,” eren breathes. “…i’d burn the world for you, you know.”
“well, i hope you don’t do that… i live there,” you say with a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood.
“i really mean it…” eren replies.
a deep sigh leaves eren’s lips before he continues his sentence. “there’s nothing i wouldn’t do for you. honestly, i feel like i could kill someone for you.”
“oh- let’s not go that far…” you trail off.
“i mean- i just... i can’t stop thinking about you… i can’t stop looking at you… fuck- you just really mean a lot to me. i don’t want you to ever leave me…”
he stares at the ground, his eyes locked onto the wooden floor.
“…i’m not going to leave you, ren… ever,” you softly reply, setting your torn bread down.
hastily getting up from your chair, you make your way over to eren. as you take a seat on his plush bed, eren’s attention drifts from the paneled floor to your beautiful irises. once he catches himself looking at you, it’s hard for him to look away. it feels impossible to look away.
eren mumbles. “i wouldn’t be able to handle it. i don’t think i could see you with another person, ever. god… like that guy from earlier. he pisses me off.”
“eren…” you sigh softly.
“fuck- what a piece of shit. no one should be flirting with you,” he spits out, clearly working himself up at this point. “only me. it should only be me. i don’t want anyone even looking at you in that way. just the thought alone makes me want to-“
“ah- i get it, i get it,” you say, taking his hands in yours.
a reassuring smile flashes across your face, trying to deescalate eren’s creeping anger. gently, you give his palms a squeeze. “like i said eren, nothing is going to happen. you’re all i want, all i need. please, don’t worry.”
the tension that was previously evident in eren’s hands starts to ease. the look on his face is calmer, more relaxed.
“god- i’m sorry. i just really love you,” eren breathes to you. “you’re too good to me…i don’t know how i deserve you.”
“oh, don’t say that,” you say, comfort coaxing your voice. “…i love you too, though. just try your best to remember that, okay?”
a slow nod comes from eren. you lean into him, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. letting go of his hands, you trail your fingers up his forearms, your digits caressing his skin as you wrap your arms around him. your hug is soft and gentle, almost hesitant. there’s a fluttering in eren’s chest, a vibrancy quite literally making him glow as you embrace him.
eren lets a small smile crack through his lips. vulnerability is still undeniably scrawled on his expression. it always is. ultimately, he just wants more of you, more experiences of you, more time with you.
but for now, just hearing your sweet, songlike voice tell eren that you love him, is enough. just feeling your supple skin shyly brush against him, is enough.
everything about you, was enough.
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therealslimsanji · 7 months
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Mini Rant Incoming
(Please feel free to skip)
I've seen a ton of posts declaring "OPLA!Sanji is definitely only a top" and "OPLA!Zoro is definitely only a bottom" and I'M looking at these two idjits like...HOW??
Now in my humble opinion, (that I'm aware no one asked for, needed, or wanted in their lives), both these dumb-dumbs switch it up depending on whatever the situation calls for.
I see OPLA!Sanji being bratty and antagonizing in order to get OPLA!Zoro to absolutely DOMINATE him and the cheeky obnoxious bastard is smiling the whole time Zoro is growling and ripping off clothes. Because he knows Zoro loves it. He sees it in the dark glint of the swordsmans' eyes when they look back at him ravenous. He sees it in the cocky smirk that tugs at the corner of Mosshead's lips. And when those same lips immediately latch on to taste and explore every single inch of the Shitty Waiter's skin, Sanji can hear it in the barely audible "mine" that Zoro hisses possessively against the flushed flesh over and over.
On the flipside of that, OPLA!Zoro can also be an incredibly tender, affectionate man. But ONLY behind the tightest of closed doors. Because by this point he knows his cook inside out. He knows exactly how to render the annoying blond speechless. He knows that Sanji is a romantic and a selfless giver as Zoro's been on the receiving end of Sanji's attentiveness and gentle doting touches many times.
He knows Sanji will also sometimes ignore his own needs and wants in favor of endlessly pleasing his partner.
So when opportunity strikes in the privacy of whatever semi comfortable space they can find, the Pirate Hunter will take his precious time with the Cook. Taking him apart with a torturous, calculated slowness. He doesn't usually say much outside of "shhh.." when the blond's begging and whimpering gets too loud and "I've got you, Shit Cook," that's chuckled affectionately into the blond's gasping mouth. On those nights, Sanji has usually cum several times and is nearly delirious with pleasure before Zoro finally chases his own release. And when he hits his euphoric peak, he whispers "I love you" into sweaty blond hair over and over.
When Zoro does bottom, many times it's on nights when he knows Sanji needs to be in control. When he knows, sometimes without the Cook even having to come out and say it, that Sanji's past has been fucking extra hard with him and sometimes he just needs to fuck something harder to feel grounded again. But Sanji is never too rough. Even when Zoro gives him permission to be. Because Sanji is so caring it's almost to a fault. He could never hurt the ones he loves the way the ones who were supposed to love him have hurt him in the past.
When Sanji tops those nights, Zoro will silently link one their hands together while the other brushes sweaty golden bangs back behind the chef's ear. He'll pull the boy above him impossibly closer and kiss away Sanji's stubborn tears. With foreheads pressed together, Zoro will whisper "I love you, Sanji." and Sanji's heart will swell in his chest so much that it almost physically hurts.
They'll reach climax together with Sanji chanting out how much he fucking loves the stupid swordsman like the holiest unholy prayer.
And afterward, Zoro wraps both muscular arms around his boy protectively, silently vowing to do anything and everything in his mortal power to keep Sanji safe, loved and happy.
No matter what it costs.
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dragons-and-handcuffs · 5 months
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Aegon has a milf obsession
I think we all know it
Do you think he’d be above stealing away Rhaenyra’s youngest children’s nurse to be his whore?
He’s the prince after all! There’s no way his mother can stop him. And it’s not like she’s a highborn lady, and she can’t be a virgin. Who would care if a prince of the realm locked a common woman in his room? No one would stop him from taking what he wants, even if what he wants is to fuck this woman endlessly and DESPERATELY
He can hardly take off his clothes. He just tears at her top to expose her breasts and attacks them, desperately biting and sucking as if he can drink from them. Only dropping his trousers and hiking up her dress before entering her impatiently and rutting at her like a madman. He’s absolutely obsessed with her breasts most of all. When he finally finishes inside he lies on top of her without pulling out and just sucks on them
Occasionally if she tries to move he’ll give a thrust to signal “I’m not done yet”
He essentially holds her captive in the room. Whenever he’s down of stressed he comes to her to fuck her. Either passionately like he needs her to love him, or aggressively like he wants to punish her and her cunt for all his frustrations
He starts developing a habit of squeezing her breasts when he isn’t fucking her though. Eventually she warms up to him. When he’s fucking her in need of her love he looks up at her while sucking her breast and she runs her fingers through his hair. He cums almost immediately and lies while still inside, just sucking while she pets him
She’ll let him bury his face in her breasts or just suck and squeeze when he’s stressed or sad
At a certain point he just likes touching her and being inside her, even if he’s not fucking her. But just to be close to her
If he gets her pregnant he’ll be VERY turned on. It just fuels the milf thing more. And it means actual milk will come from her breasts….. he’s not complaining
If his mother has a problem with him shirking his responsibilities in favor of making bastards with a former nurse who is older than him, that’s her problem. He’s too busy enjoying his whore nurse’s motherly body while happily buried in her cunt
Got a feeling Aegon would creepily watch as the nurse fed the baby, and as soon as she is out of the room he would drag her to his room or some other place and lock the door.
Imagine him summoning the nurse to his room every night. He would love to pull her tits and drink from them. He will hungrily suck them so hard
Imagine him just inside her and sucking her tits. It's all a little creepy but he doesn't care.
Imagine the nurse warming up to him, singing him soft lullabies as he suck her tits.
If she gets pregnant he won't get rid of her. In fact he would probably keep her close, lock her in a room because he fears she might run away or his mother would get rid of her
But like imagine Aegon with a manipulative aunt who encourages his milf obsession. Taking advantage of his mommy issues. So toxic and inappropriate but this is what Aegon needs
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shewreckz · 5 months
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Shit. I want to see Hum!Treekiller in your style. I think it's going to look cool.
(By the way, how does Spruce feel about his crazy co-worker dating his brother? I understood correctly that you are a ship Chip and Buck...)
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heres a sketch of my interpretation of spruce. and to anwser your second question: a little comic!
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spruce probably has the "as long as he makes you happy..." outlook on it but still endlessly scrutinizes whatever crazy bullshit buck decides to pull. he has absolutely no idea what chip sees in this crazy bastard.
(to be fair chip also doesn't have any fucking idea why he loves this weirdo, but he loves him nonetheless)
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oz00ms2 · 7 months
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I’m like five hours late with Starbucks to this but I neeeed to ask you about your Marine Buggy au if you’re up for it. How much do you think Buggy is a formidable threat in this au and how much is him somehow stumbling into success like in canon? Not that canon Buggy can’t be a threat under the right circumstances , but one can’t deny how much is just pure unadulterated dumb luck and it’s just extremly funny to me imagining another version of him bumbling his way to the top in the same manner, but also this version of Buggy seems more competent in comparison, so I am interested in hearing how you interpret him yourself.
Also as a Shuggy appreciator I am still gonna throw out the scenario of someone promoting Firebug up a rank and adding „You really did it Sir. If those dastardly pirates set sail just an hour earlier we wouldn’t have had the menpower and that tactical advantage that helped us win that last fight . It’s a shame that red headed bastard got away, but nevertheless this is a huge success for all of us. Truly remarkable Sir! How’d you do it? How did you keep them from setting sail for so LONG? Did you mingle amongst the crew to stage a mutiny? Did you damage their boat? Sir, I would love to know Sir!“ Buggys mind flashes back to him and Shanks absolutely violently making out against the wall in Shanks cabin. „… Some tactics are better kept a secret.“ „Of course Sir! Yes Sir!“
did you bring me a coffee too? :<
ty for asking about this silly lil au.
for marine!buggy I still have to believe he falls UP as is his MO. this little dude has supernatural luck and a bizarre power over men with his strange charisma so having that transfer to this au with minor tweaks.
I like to imagine he was under tsuru's tutelage once he officially joined the navy - as it's difficult for me to see him viewing any man as worth his obedience after rogers and his broken heart. plus she has a strong immunity to flashy types and I believe she'd be capable of curbing his worst traits. buggy would need someone to speak to him like an adult, blunt and lacking the whimsical dreams of his adoptive pirates who I see as having allowed buggy too lofty of a perception on the world with his issues.
would he be a dangerous marine? probably not on his own - but being believed in and supported by structure and more talented minds - I think he'd be a crafty ballistics expert and a typically underestimated foe. very useful against run of the mill pirates and keeping shorelines safe. but against more daunting enemies he'd depend on numbers and the backup of more powerful allies (while absolutely taking the praise for "organizing the group attack". )
like, please imagine smoker being his subordinate - that is hilarious to me.
I think he'd be a successful marine with very little interest in the darker machinations of the marines because he's only here to feed his loss and be praised for doing a good job. however he would be easily manipulated by darker hearted higher ups and probably not the most reliable.
unfortunately he's still buggy at heart, still a dreamer, and if he happens to mess up when his envy of free-spirited pirates gets in the way of his job, well he gets demoted/promoted endlessly like he's riding a ferris wheel with a broken brake.
as for the scenario you so beautifully presented: yes absolutely 100% 10/10 no notes.
the amount of times buggy has been interrupted mid-tumble with shanks and it has been misconstrued as him "fighting epically against the horrid red hair captain" is in the hundreds at this point.
the Marines who know the truth wish they didn't and he gets his ear dragged around by tsuru as she screams at him: that's not what she meant when she said to take red hair down!!!
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murmel-malt · 2 months
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I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT DAERA!!!! Sweet girl!!! Feel free to go on about her endlessly
How long does she live? Does she take lovers? Remarries? Does Baelon live? Does he become king? What is going onnnnnn!
Anon, I love and appreciate you!💕💕 And I am using this as a prompt to talk about Baelon and my current plans for him within this AU.
Let me preface this by giving my reasoning for why Hedaera survived Baelon’s birth but Aemma didn’t: Daera is perfectly willing to throw an absolute fit and fight and refuse back-to-back pregnancies like Aemma was subjected to. She is very much a spoiled princess and hasn’t really heard the word ‘no’ that often but is very proficient in using it herself and does so with abandon. Thus Daera was healthier than Aemma was. While Aemma had several failed pregnancies in canon, Daera had only one (two years after Daenys was born) and didn’t let Vizzy near her for the next three years.
But now that Heir McSon is here, things can go two - well, three - ways: 
option a) Baelon continues to live and becomes king, there is no Dance and everybody can focus on more important things. Which is nice but also kind of boring so I present 
option b) Baelon does live but not long enough to become King. At the point of his death Viserys is pretty sick and Daera, still grieving, even less willing to try for another child. Like in canon Vizzy is pushed to name Rhaenyra heir to keep Daemon away from the throne until there is another boy (which they just kind of expect and try to pressure Daera into). The game changer here is that both Rhaenyra and her sister are already married.
Because Daera was never given the chance to have any say in her future she is extremely pushy about her daughters having it and Vizzy being kind of uninterested in his daughters until Baelon’s death agreed just so Daera shuts up about it.
So Rhaenyra is happily married to Harwin Strong and Daenys to Tyland Lannister. Jace is already born so Rhaenyra already has an Heir McSon of her own.
and option c) Baelon dies pretty early, before Rhaenyra’s marriage is secured. She is made heir, kind of forced to marry Laenor (to Daera’s displeasure about the forced part and pleasure about the Laenor part) and has her sons with Harwin. tbh I haven’t completely figured this option out yet because it is too close to canon for my taste (also there is no way in hell Daera will let Rhaenyra screw herself and her future over by having such obvious bastards) but maybe I will come up with a nice little twist to make it more appealing to me.
But with Daera alive and unwilling to go through any more childbirths, there obviously won’t be any brothers for Rhaenyra to compete with for the throne so the Dance as we know it won’t happen. That doesn’t mean there won’t be any conflict though.
As of now, I have no plans to have Daera die anytime before seeing her grandchildren grow up happily and know the Realm is moving towards a stable future. And be a sassy grandma in the process.
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pardis-dhyai · 1 year
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general relationship headcanons
characters featured: kamisato ayato, al-haitham, zhongli, faruzan, eula lawrence
pronouns used: none--second person perspective.
warnings: none!
notes: i have rolled ayato every time i have done the random generator now and i think the bastard is messing with me (my heart, that is)
kamisato ayato is somewhat hesitant to show affection. his feelings for you almost scare him, as a relationship with him comes with far more than he feels he could ask of someone given his position. it’s certainly not a matter of self-confidence--he has that in spades. he is a gift giver, showering you in everything he can until he thinks he can tell you how he feels. he would do anything and everything to protect you, and honestly needs you to remind him to focus on himself every once in a while. he works late and long, but never skimps on the affection in the hours he does get with you.
al-haitham has never done this before. he almost expected he never would, judging by how people tend to receive him. so, he does what he does best and he learns. he learns your likes, dislikes, favorites...he just learns you. he probably has notes, either physical or mental, that he updates with each new bit of information on how to best make you happy. he will challenge you, as he is still al-haitham, but you will get to see more and more of the kindness that he feels he must hide behind insisting it was simply the “most logical” course of action. he hides a loving and almost gentle man behind his cool indifference, though his intelligence is always real and unfiltered. it’s clear just how much you mean to him through the little ways he starts to open up to you.
zhongli is traditional in all the best ways. he always puts you first, insisting on pulling out your chair for you before sitting himself and letting his reverence for you bleed into everything he does. he is gentle, thoughtful, and genuine, giving his whole self to you and cherishing what you give him in return. probably the only complaint you could lodge is that...he seems to forget that outings cost mora, and mora is something he does not often have much of. fun couple activity--sitting down and figuring out a savings account while attending finance classes.
faruzan is a brilliant spitfire, and she is endlessly entertaining as a partner. her intelligence lends itself well to absolutely riveting dinner table discussions, and she will listen to your interests with as much attention as you listen to hers. she is ALWAYS sure to show you just how much she values you, your companionship, and your input. she will also call you in for backup if someone does not call her madam. please humor her. she loves you, and women have such a hard time getting respect they deserve in academia anyway.
eula lawrence may be a graceful dancer, but with feelings she stumbles like a newborn deer. she is oh-so-genuine with her feelings, always unquestionably in love with you, but she feels she has to mask it with talk of “vengeance” as opposed to frank statements of how much she adores you. she will open up and express herself over time, but she needs you to be patient with her. you will be handsomely rewarded with a woman who will do anything for you and would lay down her life to protect you.
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darkestspring · 1 year
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Rhaenyra raising Maegara >>>
Nyra carries her baby everywhere, wherever she goes little Maegara follows her like her shadow, if she is not holding her dress then she holds her mom's hand, but mostly Rhaenyra carries her along her arms. Besides, Nyra would love to caress her baby's scales, it's the way they both calm down. And let's not even mention how mother dragon Rhaenyra gets if Alicent wants to hold her baby, that's absolutely not the case. I bet Nyra just lets Viserys hold her.
AND HARWIN TAKING CARE OF MAEGARA AS IF IT WAS HIS OWN. 🥺🥺🥺🥺 Harwin is daddy material, no denying it (maeg loves to pull on her gold cape and he got one of hers especially for her). I can also see him next to Laenor teaching him to defend himself, giving him the same training with the sword that they give his brothers.
Jace and Luke completely love Maeg, plus Jace grew up hearing that he would marry her and he did that to Aemond and Aegon. Luke totally admires Maegara, her older sister is the best example he can have and they are always holding hands. In addition, Maeg is very protective of all her brothers, she gets very angry at the accusations that they are bastards.
Jace thinks there is no one more beautiful than Maeg, he gets jealous if Aemond or Aegon mentions any compliments to her and I can definitely see him chopping fruit for her or holding her books. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
AND WHEN BABY JOFF WAS BORN MAEGARA WAS VERY HAPPY. And I can imagine her asking Nyra why the baby didn't hatch from an egg like her or just "where do babies come from?", that's where Harwin, Laenor and Rhaenyra just distract her with anything because for them Maeg must always remain innocent.
When Joff was born and Rhaenyra went with him to the Red Keep accompanied by Laenor, Maeg surely got angry, she believed that her mother and her newborn brother should rest. She was so worried about both of them that she took her own dragon and followed them to the Red Keep, I can imagine the surprise on everyone's face when they saw little Maegara get all worried towards Rhaenyra and tell her that she should just go rest with Joff and that she was going to take care of them both. AND RHAENYRA JUST HUGS HER DRAGON BABY, VISERYS IS SO PROUD OF HIS GRANDDAUGHTER AND LAENOR IS HOLDING DOWN TEARS.🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Anyway, MAEGARA SUPREMACY >>>
OK, I LOVE ALL OF THIS.
laenor going against literally everyone and teaching maegara how to wield a sword is just so cute, he'd praise her skills endlessly and oh gods, daddy harwin just adoring maegara to pieces and being loved equally by maegara in return is so cute, she'd tug on his golden cloak and give him drawings which he keeps on him at all times to boast to others about.
jace grows up with the knowledge that one day, maegara is going to be his wife. rhaenyra has told him that since he was a child, that one day he and maegara would be husband and wife, as well as king and queen. he protects her so fiercely and is always at her side, he insists on carrying her books when she makes trips to the library.
maegara has always been overprotective of luke and even jace but it gets so much worse as she gets more siblings, she adores joffrey even though she's confused why she was born out of an egg and they weren't.
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Overstimulation Kink
RATING: Explicit (18+ ONLY)
Pairing: Ezra Prospect x Fem!Reader
Word count: 1.4k
Tags: Oops all filth, dirty talk, edging, begging, overstimulation, oral sex (female receiving)
Author’s Note: Thank you to @chaoticgeminate for sending in a Kinktober request for Ezra and overstimulation. This is my first time writing him so I hope I did our favorite space prospector some justice.
@keeper0fthestars My darlin’, thank you for helping me brainstorm pet names for this silver-tongued menace. I love you to the stars and back.
@acrossthesestars , my endlessly patient and supportive beta, thank you for holding my hand through this one. The knife is for you.
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Sunlight streams down in glinting shafts through the quiet cathedral woods, bathing the two of you in languid, golden warmth. Ezra lays sprawled between your thighs, basking in the sun’s rays like a cat, seemingly content to nuzzle at you and press gentle kisses to your inner thighs until night falls. To anyone else, he would appear the very picture of selfless devotion.
Only you know him for the absolute bastard that he is.
He’s been at it for hours. Working you up to your peak only to pull back, leaving you whimpering on the very edge of bliss. And all the while, running that damn mouth of his to ensure your overheated mind and body are kept in delicious, torturous suspense.
Normally you appreciate his patience. It’s something people tend to underestimate about him. Hell, even you forget, sometimes, what a good listener he is; how still he can go, how patient. It’s a reminder that all those flowery words, all that bluster polished to a gunmetal sheen - for so long, they were his only form of company.
But now he’s wielding that silver tongue like a knife.
He’s kept up a relentless running monologue whenever his face wasn’t buried in your cunt, his honeyed words sliding over you until pleasure dripped down your spine to pool like liquid gold between your eager thighs. You were no slouch when it came to being vocal and Ezra chuckled at the stream of senseless filth pouring from your lips. “Now what a wicked thing you are. I consider myself truly blessed to have encountered a fellow talker in you, my gem.”
“Are you going to talk me to death out here? I don’t know how much more I can take.” You pleaded for mercy but somehow that wasn’t enough to convince him to end your suspense and finally, finally give you the release you've been craving.
“My darlin,’ I do humbly apologize for my part in your current… distress. But I find myself unable to release you just yet.”
“Ezra, please,” you beg, rocking your hips desperately against his chin.
“What is it that you require, my beloved?” His voice is thick, sweet innocence dripping like poisoned sugar from his tongue.
With a whimper, you grind against Ezra’s wicked mouth, whining high-pitched and reedy when he withdraws. “You know damn well what I need, Ez.”
“Well that is hardly fair. How can I be expected to suss out your desires without the benefit of your words?”
“Really? This isn’t enough of a hint?” Reaching between you, you cup his jawline and run a thumb through the wetness there, the bottom half of Ezra’s face slick with your juices.
He smirks and tilts his mouth just enough to nip at the fleshy mound at the base of your palm, the sharp sting of his teeth making you whine before he soothes you with a lazy swipe of his tongue.
“You know what I want to hear,” he prompts, all smug satisfaction and endless patience. “You’re so pretty when you beg.”
You narrow your eyes and consider your options. Ezra is just as pent up as you are after days spent on a crowded transport ship, the two of you barely able to steal enough privacy for kisses, let alone sex. He’s bluffing. He has to be.
But then… You have days of shore leave stretching out ahead of you before your next shared job. What if he is as relaxed as he looks? Would he really be content to laze in the sun and deny both of you the release you need?
Probably, you admit with a silent, inner groan. Ezra is deceptively patient, with a will as strong as steel beneath all that rakish charm. You’d be a fool to underestimate the depth of his resolve - and the mischievous glint in his eyes tells you he knows it, too.
Still, you’re not about to give in completely.
Fluttering your eyelashes at him, you give an exaggerated pout. “Please, oh please won’t you make me come? I need you so bad, baby - unless you want me to head back to the ship and find someone else to take care of me?”
Any resemblance to an indolent house cat vanishes as Ezra pins you with his gaze. Your heart kicks in your chest as you realize your mistake.
“Ez,” you stammer, sitting up on your elbows. “You know I would never - “
Your voice falters in the face of his thunderous scowl, the possessive, predatory gleam darkening his tawny eyes to deepest umber, bleeding almost to black.
“No,” he purrs, the deceptive softness in his voice making you shiver. “Because none of them can make you feel like this.”
With the unhurried grace of a jungle cat he lowers his head and licks a broad, slow stripe through your very center, rumbling in satisfaction when he feels you shudder. His past teasing forgotten, Ezra devours you like a man starved. His tongue flicks and curls and drags through your folds, tender kisses replaced by the urgent push and pull of his mouth. By the time he plunges two thick fingers into your aching center, you’re already bucking against his mouth, your first orgasm barreling through you.
The force of it is overwhelming. With a mewl, you jerk your hips, suddenly desperate to get his mouth off your throbbing, overly sensitive clit.
“Ezra,” you pant, head lolling as your vision clears. “That's too much. I need - “
“No.” Ezra’s denial is muffled against your cunt but his intent is plain. You’ve pushed him too far and now, now you’ll pay the price.
“You can tap out, gem,” Ezra rasps after your second climax shakes you down to your bones, the pad of his thumb working rough, ruthless circles against your swollen clit. “But unless you do, I am going to make you come so many times you forget your own name.”
Even through the haze of your tortured bliss, you hear the challenge in it, and you’ve never been one to back down from a fight.
“Do your worst,” you spit back at him in open, if slightly shaky, defiance. You know he’ll back off if you give him your safeword or, barring the power of speech, the wordless gesture the two of you agreed on ages ago, but where would the fun be in that?
“That’s my girl,” Ezra smirks before diving back to the task at hand.
Every time you think you’ve taken more than you can bear, Ezra insists on pushing you harder, driving you further. Each time you try to close your legs or squirm away from his greedy, relentless mouth he pushes your thighs wider and forces his tongue deeper until all you can do is cling to him for dear life while he wrenches blinding pleasure from you.
“Ezra, I can’t,” you whine after minutes, hours of this merciless treatment. This time you swear you mean it, though you don’t tap out, not yet. He’s pushed you far past the brink of what you thought you could endure but still he demands more. Even half crazed and over stimulated as you are, part of you still wonders what will happen when Ezra fully breaks you. Will there be nothing left but rubble, or do his miner’s instincts have him chasing some glittering seam only his clever, patient fingers can lay bare?
He doesn’t even lift his head this time, just holds up one finger in a silent command you have no choice but to obey.
One more, sweetheart, you can practically hear even as you whimper beneath his onslaught. Just give me one more.
And oh, you do. Your spine bows and suns burst behind your eyes as you come undone. The sweet pressure building inside you breaks like a dam bursting and you soak Ezra’s face, your own crumpling as your body surrenders completely to his. He drinks you down with a groan, his fingers working you down to the last shudder before finally pulling back. He presses a loving kiss to your thigh before pillowing his cheek on it, sighing into your caress as your stroke the sweat dampened ends of his hair with trembling fingers.
“There’s my gem,” he murmurs, all pride and easy affection now that he’s cracked you open like a geode to reveal the glorious, secret heart of you.
Little does he know that you’re about to return the favor.
At least, once you catch your breath.
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Can I get an info dump about Rodney?
I know he's a bastard as well as a bit of a soft boy with a praise kink, which really intrigues me.
I will always take opportunities to spew about my silly bug boy. This is Rodney Osmund
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He's a character of mine.
This is his true form, and secondary form. The humanoid one above is his tertiary form, and what I usually draw him in.
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He's had many names and many lives in his history. Within the universe I've made, he's a Fiend and can die and be reborn any time Trevor dies. Trevor being one of his 3 siblings. Veronica and Caroline being the other two.
He was once a Warlord by the name of Bog Belly. A scourge upon man and Demon (Demons being an alien race by the name of Tymos who eventually just adopted the name Demons as a secondary and or primary name)
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Bog Belly slaughtered thousands simply because he was born angry over and over again, and wanted to have everyone under his heels. No truama there. No reasons. Just a dick because that's his true nature. Though he was kind to his cult members, and his breeding stock.
But roughly 200 years ago, his sister Veronica defeated him in battle. Ending his reign of terror. Veronica heads a group called the Hunters. They were formed specifically to track and kill Bog Belly. After that goal was completed, they more or less ended Warlords being a problem, and now are a government body.
Veronica is the bad twin between herself and Caroline. So she saw zero issue with parading around a defeated Bog Belly. Forcing him to be an act of sorts for a few years before making him work with Colton (Trevor) to improve his morality.
When James (Trevor) picks a fight with his sister and gets all of them killed, they're reborn into their new and current lives.
Every one of Rodney's parents have always been cruel and mean to him. Forcing his nature to always be mean spirited. Except things were different this time.
Rodney's mom was endlessly patient with him, and always showed him true compassion and love. No matter what he did. Rodney is her baby boy, and he's an absolute mama's boy.
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Being there for him as he spiraled into drug problems, and there when he cleaned up. He loves his mother. The first person he's ever truly loved.
So when he regained his memories and his full personality, he was far more docile than he had ever been. Not to say he's not still a bastard. He would absolutely kill you with zero hesitation and not even flinch as you cry for help.
But he's definitely trying to feel more empathy and understand what it's like to be normal. But it's a struggle for him. But he is trying.
This man needs. A lot of therapy lmao.
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- He hates going to Hunter bases because he's been assaulted a number of times in a multitude of ways.
Rodney leveled a Hunter base in Ohio because of this. He's banned from the state of Ohio. Veronica covered this situation up as she understands why he did it.
She doesn't know he's still assaulted at some bases :( and he won't tell her because he doesn't believe anything will be done about it.
- Rodney can open his pupils to freeze in terror whoever looks at them, in place
- Rodney had front horns like his sister Caroline, but Trevor snapped them off in a fit of well deserved rage.
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- Rodney overall is a dick (but he's trying to get better), and uses sex, various drugs, and alcohol to try and survive instead of getting therapy.
- He is taught about in schools as a part of history. People recognize him sometimes and point and talk about him. He's used to it and generally just ignores it.
- Even though he's trying to get better. If given the chance to get his power back. He would. With no hesitation.
- Rodney uses humor and acts like a dipstick so people don't expect too much from him. It upsets him a little hit to be labeled as a man whore who has no real thoughts besides memes, but he also knows it's better than the alteratives.
- Fiends have incredibly low fertility rates, but Rodney has eggs. He has roughly 100 kids, but he acknowledges none of them. "You're my son? And? I ain't got shit for you besides some protips. Get away from me or I will kill you."
- Rodney's spit is dual functional. It is both the most caustic venom known to man or Demon kind. But it also a heavy aphrodisiac. It completely depends on his mood. So it's a risk if you kiss him lmao
- He has a motorcycle and often will still ride it around
You can read more about him, his siblings, and the universe overall here. Just as a warning though. It's long lmao
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akai-anna · 5 months
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HEY THERE MY LOVELY MUTUAL <3 <3 (I love when you reblog and queue my posts ur actually amazing ily so much I love reading your tags hugs hugs hugs <3 <3 <3 im in love, giggling kicking my feet everyday)
SAW THE CHARACTERS OPINION BINGO U REBLOGGED 👍 I GOTCHU
TAKAGI. BABY BOI OF DCMK (I remember seeing a poll rolling around somewhere about the most dcmk baby girl and Takagi won)
I will also have to have to ask you about Kaito HAHAH (my fav blorbo i will admit)
ok the thing is im from australia. choose an australian animal of your choice bc i am Intrigued. im not too sure how the bingo would translate though hahahah I don't think it would work very well
(feel free to also ask me anything or talk to me and about this bingo too >v0 b)
wait you know what i forgot LOL WE GOTTA HAVE THE PROTAGONIST DUO SHIN/CONE AS WELL. PLS
*LIGHTS UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE* MY DEAR MUTUAL, HI CYN, HELLO!!!!
Firstly: WE'VE NEVER TALKED BEFORE BUT LET ME TELL YOU, I WAS (still am) SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT WHEN I SAW YOU SEND IN AN ASK! Yes, I keep track and i'm always happy to see you in my activity and my dash! (I'm also really happy to see we mutually share that feeling; I relate to the giggling kicking feet sentiment a lot.) I'm happy to have this chance to interact with you, in a sense, face to face! Bless you, darling, and I'm sending hugs right back at you.
Secondly: YOU HAVE EXCELLENT TASTE AND YOU HAVE MY ETERNAL ADORATION ESPECIALLY FOR ONE TAKAGI WATARU, he always needs more love, I FREAKING ADORE THAT MAN.
Thirdly: warning notes apply, as stated in previous asks:
I tend to interpret things liberally: only my own rules apply, which means ->
I check everything that makes sense to me, even if they might seem contradictory
The Character Opinion Bingo in question
Prepare for endless ranting. And as a certain someone says: さあショーの始まりだ わ!
I. Takagi Wataru
The Babygirl and Malewife of My Heart Personal Special Tag: #takagi is a good man
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Points that I feel need a little elaboration:
I am so normal about them: I use the word "normal" as a synonym for "utterly obsessed with" and "absolutely love and adore". (I don't like the word in itself, hence, the only context I use it in, is this. But that is another story.)
*puts them in a salad spinner*: as in, the salad spinner is my brain, and he keeps rotating in it at high centrifugal force.
Canon isn't real if I don't look at it and That's a solid design right there: Detco Canon is... As much as I love it, I think we can agree it has its shortcomings/issues, and one of them is coming up. These two points go hand in hand at this moment because LOOK AT HIM!!! LOOK AT HIM!!! THIS MAN IS A BABY!!! LOOK AT HIM, HE'S PERFECT!!! THE SPIKY HAIR!!! THE SHAPES!!! THE COLOUR PALETTE!!! HE'S SO CUTE!!
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I resonate with this particular video: his new design in the anime (partly thanks to the general Square-and-Pointy-fication) is just... THEY HAD THE PERFECT MAN. IT'S A CRIME. Bless that he is at least still cute in the manga, even if not the same way as in the early anime. The sharp cheekbones and soft looking hair have their charm.
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My point is: THIS!!!! MAN!!! IS!!! A BABY!!!!
Literally I would kiss them and I want to BITE them: he makes me go FERAL with LOVE, and makes me feel like I want to gnaw on something or eat a whole fridge or scream endlessly into a pillow. I wouldn't do it to HIM (I'll leave that to Satou Miwako), but generally, the feeling is there. (Okay, I'll be honest, I would totally give him forehead, cheek, or hair kisses.)
To close his section, have one of my favourite bits about this Baby Of A Man. That poll was absolutely right about him, THE ULTIMATE BABYGIRL (and Malewife TM).
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II. Kuroba Kaito/Kaitou KID
The Local Mischief and Chaos Bringer Personal Special Tag: #the magical agent of chaos
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LOL I DIDN'T EXPECT TO GET A BINGO, EVEN WITH THE FREE SPACE HAHA
Some points are the same as for Takagi, but here is elaboration on the ones that don't match:
Bastard, A Beast Unleashed and They didn't get bullied enough: let's be real. He's an Absolute Menace. And I sort of love that about him. Highly competent (competency makes me go weak), and if that is not scary (and hot) I don't know what. And sometimes he also goes too far (lifting skirts is not okay at all, Kaito) and needs someone to put a leash on him (or kick a soccer ball at him/chase him in a classroom). I feel that sometimes he needs a bit of bullying a challenge, to think about things. And again, honesty: I love seeing him suffer a bit, I love his Panic Moments LOL. Not in a mean way. But I also love how kind he is; the baseball chapter in the MK manga has my heart, and the Clock Tower Heist, and the Red Tear chapter... Not to mention the Nightmare arc. He cares about people and making others happy. I feel I went on a tangent here. Onto the bastard bit: he CAN BE SUCH A BASTARD AND I LOVE THAT ABOUT HIM TOO. Two of my favourite bits of Bastardry from him include 1) HOW HE DISGUISED AS RAN AND HOW HE BAITED SHINICHI AT THE VERY END OF THAT ENCOUNTER and 2) THE WAY HE SENDS SHINICHI CAREENING IN THE SIDECAR LIKE IT'S NOTHING (but also Shinichi getting right back at him and setting fire to the fckin fuel.) Pure Bastard Energy.
I want their gender: I love the way he is just so free-spirited about how he dresses/disguises. And I love the thought of him and Aoko doing outfit swaps (I blame that competition in MK for these. Also look at these delightful posts on the topic).
Canon isn't real if I don't look at it: I have... issues, with canon, you could say. Like the way he has no support system, especially bothers me. I would like to see his character treated with more care (be it MK or DetCo). I live for good character development, and I crave that for him.
To close this section, have one of my favourite conversations between these two menaces of nature.
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III. Australian Animal of Choice: Koala
Fun fact: I've been in love with koalas ever since I got a keyholder plushie from relatives in Australia when I was like... in kindergarten? Or early elementary? Also don't worry, *puts on sunglasses* I wouldn't have mentioned animals, if I thought I couldn't work with them.
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Elaboration is needed here I feel.
I am so normal about them: I'm not as obsessed as I used to be but I'm eternally fond of koalas. Did you know their fingerprints are so similar to us they could be mistaken for human fingerprints? Or how they spend most of their time sleeping because the eucalyptus they consume is toxic? Or how they can actually swim well? Or how they are literally surviving by being Dumb As Shit because Being Dumb Saves Energy? Yeah, I'm totally normal about them.
*projects onto them like a mf* and I want their gender: Oh to be a koala, just existing, sleeping, sometimes waking up to eat some eucalyptus, then going right back to sleep. I want that.
That's a solid design right there: HAVE YOU SEEN THEM? SO FLUFFY LOOKING!!! WITH BIG CLAWS!!! THE BIG NOSE!!! SO SHAPED!!! NOT TO MENTION THE EARS!!!
They are so silly and They Sure Do Exist: how did this animal even come into existence? Weird lil creatures. THEY ARE JUST SO SILLY. THE NOISES THE MAKE. Like oh my god.
Literally I would kiss them: THEY JUST LOOK SO SOFT, HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME NOT TO BURY MY FACE IN THE FUR?
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IV. Kudou Shinichi/Edogawa Conan
*Prof Agasa voice* He has many nicknames, like Gremlin Child, Absolute Menace, Ultimate Baby, Lil Nerd, Walking Encyclopedia Son, or Disaster Child. I think I call him as many names as I do my dear Rosie, so that is quite telling LMAO Personal Special Tag: #the detective gremlin
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HDSBSKDB DOUBLE BINGO (AND ALMOST 4 BC HE'S ALSO DET'S FAV, SO ALMOST CROSSED OUT PROXY TOO KSJNVKSVNJS OK, my love for him is showing, I guess)
EDIT: FCKIN TRIPLE BINGO AS @vampirecatsw POINTED OUT oh my god, I'm blind
Again, some thoughts on relevant bits.
*projects onto them like a mf*: THIS CHILD IS SO FCKIN NEURODIVERGENT, AND I FCKIN RELATE, ALSO HE LOVES AND CARES SO DEEPLY IT HURTS AND I RELATE SO HARD.
A Beast Unleashed: another MENACE OF NATURE. You cannot let him roam free, he finds trouble like it's Breathing. Also love it when he goes ballistic. Or when he shows how competent he is. Like GOD. HE'S AMAZING, and he's a danger to criminals and himself, mostly.
Everyone else if wrong about them: not EVERYONE, just... some people. We agreed with a friend that some of our issues in portrayal lies with the fandom sort assigning him traits that Hakuba has, but not Shinichi (Hakubification). Of course, people can have their fun with it, but it's not for me and have my own opinions on the matter.
Canon isn't real if I don't look at it: again, DetCo has issues. Like the lack of continuity/ erased character development, or not bringing up issues ever again, and the like. Early DetCo was GOOD at these, and I miss those times.
That's a solid design right there and I fuck with this aesthetic so hard: HE IS!!!! SO SHAPED!!!!! SO ROUND!!! (or at least used to be) THE GENTLE CURVES OF HIS FACE!!! THE SILLY HAIR!!!! NOT TO MENTION HIS FCKIN WARDROBE!!!! I'M OBSESSED WITH HIM!!! Also, I have a huge thing for blue eyes and dark hair combination, not to mention the glasses... I'm fckin weak for glasses... god. He just hits all the right spots in my heart and brain. (Not to mention his personality, I WANT TO CRY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH-)
They didn't get bullied enough: I live for others teasing Gremlin Child. It's not quite bullying (never HURT HIM FOR REAL, I'LL CRY), but he needs to be TEASED MORE FOR SURE. I guess Bastardry also fits into this, that's good too.
SQUEAK: sometimes he is just so DUMB I want to SQUISH HIM HARD OR SHAKE HIM. I LOVE HIM, I SO DO, even if he is an idiot at times. God. I love him.
Literally I would kiss them and I want to BITE them: HIS CHEEKS ARE SO PERFECTLY ROUND I WANT TO CHOMP ON THEM. ALSO ALL THE KISSES TO HIM!!!!! BABY BOY!!!! GIVE HIM ALL THE KISSES!!!! AND HUGS TOO!!!
Bastard: the way he FCKS WITH SOME CRIMINALS. OH MY GOD. THE WAY HE IS SOMETIMES A MENACE ON PURPOSE. THE WAY HE SOMETIMES GETS SO ANNOYED HE JUST GOES FOR HIS WATCH. Also the way he is an absolute bastard to KID. His attitude is just so. *chef kiss* Love a menace of a child, HE'S AMAZING. HIS RAZOR SHARP SMIRK, THE MISCHIEVOUS CHILD FACE.
I have way too many favourite bits related to this boi. So. Have these random screencaps from my DCMK folder.
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I hope you have fun reading this madness, Cyn! I HAD AN ABSOLUTE BLAST, YOU HAVE MY ETERNAL LOVE, may you have an absolutely blessed day, dear.
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kanamori-kamper-moved · 8 months
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🥰❤️‍🩹 for Astral and Shark please!
Thanks for sending an ask!! My mind completely went blank when trying to think of something for reunited after a long time, so I’ll do saying I love you without saying it!!
It’s a little short. I’m not too proud of this but I hope you at least like it </3
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There is something in the way Shark talks, and walks, and behaves that never fails to fascinate Astral. Most of all, the way he acted when it came to people. And honestly, he couldn’t blame him. He himself found humans odd, too. But, honestly, Shark took the cake. (More like bit a huge chunk out of it and left the rest on the table, really)
He faintly recalls where his fascination started. Astral grew to detest him from the start, really. After all, his first memory of him was the purple-haired bastard terrorizing Yuma in a duel. What made humans hate each other so? Why did Shark have so much hatred in his heart? He was 14, after all. Teenagers just seem to hate everything, don’t they.
But Astral supposes he’s become fond of him as the time passed. He can’t deny it any longer, or else it would linger.
There are many things about humans that Astral does not understand. But Shark, just by being himself, is an enigma. Even to the people he seems to love the most, he showed little to no respect to. Not even that sister of his, but he supposes it’s natural when it comes to siblings.
Astral is lucky that he has Yuma, because without him he would not know what love felt like. He would not know the joy of being hugged or kissed or told “I love you”, for it would all be a distant, forgotten memory. But Yuma’s kindness, and acts of love do not seem to move Shark, at most times.
He remembers when Yuma would endlessly pester Shark to duel, even when the key that gave him life was at stake. But perhaps Shark took pity on him, letting Yuma keep it. The way him and Yuma behaved was cute, in a way. Because no matter how much they fought, they were always attached by the hip.
No matter how much Shark seemed to call him “stupid”, or a “bastard”, or any other vulgarity, he still seemed to love him. And Astral can’t help but feel jealous at times, jealous of what they have. He wishes he were physical, to be of flesh and blood, so then Shark would like him just as he liked Yuma. Or to hate him. For Shark to acknowledge him was all he craved, honestly.
Astral can’t help but stare at him at times. He has this cat-eyed stare that Yuma always criticized him for, but he just couldn’t help himself at times.
He is tall and athletic, but ever so starved. His sunken eyes and silky, deep violet hair is haunting to him, in a way. Even more haunting than the absolute chompers stuck in his face that he called teeth. There’s such an disquiet to him at times, and Astral can’t seem to get enough.
But he supposes he’s been staring too long, Shark can feel the burning of another persons eyes against him, snapping his head towards Astral quickly, “Why are you looking at me?” Shark growls, although his voice not above his regular tone, “Oh, uhm.” For just once in his life, Astral is unsure of what to say, “Nothing, sorry.”
“I know you have something on your mind. Spit it out.” And he doesn’t find it in himself to take it as an insult. “Really, it’s nothing.”
“Fine.” The tension is beginning to become so thick that you could cut it with a knife, or however the saying goes, “Tch.. You’re just like Yuma. He stares at me just like that.”
And Astral can’t quite find it in him to take offense to it. “Really?” His voice is full of wonder and awe, “Wh- of course you are! He must be rubbing off on you, I swear.” But he doesn’t stop there, he’s continuing.
Astral doesn’t quite listen to him from then. The way he mouths off at him so passionately is so endearing to him. Adorable, even. He’s like the angriest, cutest little puppy, and he isn’t quite sure why. Astral just wants to pick him up and pet him.
"I like the way you are when you’re angry.” Astral cuts him off mid sentence, and honestly it doesn’t matter, Sharks beginning to forget what he was even saying, “What?” Shark is flushed, blushing from cheek to cheek.
“There’s something I like about it, just like the way you duel. And the way you refuse to show how much you care about others, even though you do.”
“Are you making fun of me?” He swallows, eyebrows furrowed, although averting his gaze. “No, why would I?”
“Whatever.” The silence is so evident between them, the second seeming too much like hours.
But, finally, Shark opens his mouth, “I like the way you duel, too..”
“There. that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Shut up!”
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lumen-anima · 1 year
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Romance is bland in ANE: The Rant
I was pulling up videos from TO and ANE I have for inspo for my Faepedia and the difference of quality between TO and ANE is downright horrific.
Each and every episode in TO was like a loooong episode in a series where at the end of an episode I was like "OMG so much info, so much happened". Every episode had some action, some filler, quality time with basically everyone including the LIs, while moving the story along, giving us stuff to think about.
In ANE however, the episodes are just as long (roughly 2 hours of content in one video) but virtually nothing happens. How in the world do I play for 2 hours and STILL have no actual shit happen??? Even though I spend more maana than I am comfortable with on side characters, the conversations are so damn empty, they give you no extra info about the world or it's characters, NOTHING. I can barely muster up the energy to play the episodes as they come out, I feel like I am wasting my time.
On the LI's:
In TO, the four LIs (Valkyon, Nevra, Ezarel and Leiftan) were all different personalities woth different attitude to things and people, different likes/dislikes, strengths and weaknesses, AND they each had a personal problem they had to tackle.
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Nevra was your typical arrogant looking womanizer who only thinks about chasing chicks all day long and being totally nonchalant about it and thus mad irresponsible both personally and professionally. He turned out to be a hardworking, diligent, responsible guy who would carry his girl around on the palm of his hand like they were a princess. He was one of your biggest supporters in TO and I really felt like he cared for MC as a person (even though he was not my route) and was worried about her like they were brother and sister. He was such a dork, I loved him so much.
Now we have this cold, mission oriented, unsupportive guy who just fucks to forget while claiming that he's lost so much in the war and how could we understand it? How we shouldn't be so surprised that he is different because it's been 7 seven years, we should move on from this memory we have of him, while he himself was unable to do so. Cold and distant, you have to basically force your companionship onto him until he gets more open with you.
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Leiftan was your support from day one, calm, collected and very gentle, shielding you from the hostile HQ while trying to get close to you and still be looking like the most unapproachable guy there is. He felt waaaaaay out of our league in multiple ways and his attention was always special, even I felt honored when he made time for us (again, he was also not my route). He in fact was a hurt, rage and vengeance filled creature who was killing almost indiscriminately, trying to get back at the world for his own suffering and pain, while being smitten with the MC just because she was from his own race which he's the last of. She was his last chance to have a place to truly belong.
Now he's a guilt ridden coward, afraid to be consumed by his past and his darkness he can't seem to get rid of. He really doesn't want to be anywhere near people, but he has absolutely nowhere to go and (in his mind) nothing to do. He just sticks around for the MC because he's still in love with her, but he doesn't dare move a muscle to prove it. Again, cold and distant, you have to chase his ass around endlessly in a game of cat and mouse reassuring him all the while.
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Lance was the bad guy, the villain if the story, willing to kill everyone in his way and I do mean everyone (we all know what happened). He was intelligent, cruel, downright sadistic, but he never lied to us, not once. His whole thing was the "righteous rage" we all felt after the lies and betrayals in HQ, when we just wanted to leave the Guard, preferably in flames for the shit they did to MC. A charismatic, feral bastard, he managed to lead a whole army of disenfranchised outcasts on a suicide quest, they all knew what they were signing up for, since again, he was utterly honest. This was a before he went COMPLETELY bonkers.
And in ANE we got this weak imitation, a stand-in for Valkyon we never wanted. He's blindly following someone who keeps secrets and lies all the time (*cough* HH *cough*) while staying in Nevra's shadow not doing much until he's given orders. He's acting like a henchman to the Council, not thinking for himself at all. I haven't heard this man argue/audibly disagree with anyone so far and we are 16 episodes in! All this talk about him being a different person: it's not hard being a different person when your soul is crushed and you can barely get yourself out of bed due to crippling depression, just sayin. And yet again, cold and distant until you smack some life into him so that he would talk to you.
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(I'll skip Mathieu since he was not in TO to make a comparison, I find him extremely annoying, also I find it stupid as hell to bring a regular-degular human into a fantasy themed game and I say this with all the respect my 160cms have to the elusive Mathieu stans, we see just as often as we see good content from Bee.)
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In conclusion: all of them are cold and distant, just waiting for the MC to make a move, put in the work while feeling absolutely sorry for themselves, saying that they shouldn't be together yada yada. And then they are together like magic, without explanation, without a proper build-up, nothing. I bet if I'd asked Er*ika (Little Miss Took-a-bite-bigger-than-she-can-chew) about good things she sees in her LI, she couldn't say more than "looks hot, has a dick".
End rant
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